Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Nuttin' Personal

Kill kill

How many you got on your mother fuckin pay roll nigga?
Snoop Dogg, C-Murder, and the Shocker
No (biatch)

Nigga nigga I'ma
with G's
And ship over seas by the three's
an eye on my enemies
Snoop and
In da of the Lac
With AK
In da tint, with a infer-red
fucker gonna die tonight
That's why I weed, get high tonight
I'ma No Limit soldier
With TRU datted in
I to jail for years, for movin, burnin da drugs
murda, kill kill
If you put me in
I trippin noo
No niggaz no strangers
I'ma tank till im history
Making playa hatas into a mother fucking
So up if you a soldier
And Snoop Dogg pass tha fucking dolja
I know you fucking feel me
C-murder aint die, till a bitch nigga kill me

x2]


Ain't personal tru
See all about respect


Im never got
Keep my heat on the

Now, how many niggaz you know can fuck around
And die and come
They get up with the number one rap label
And rap, like
Shit I can't be
But I'm playa hated
And I reinstated
And I thank god that I made it
Fated many niggas, just to get one
Remember im young nigga
put gangsta rap on the map
Never craps, only five
Mix that moet, white star, with orange juices
I hang out with real
Like Silkk and
TRU niggas, do
you niggas
Ghetto ass, class
Never to blast
And im so about my hustlin
to have my cash
Can you imagin if I was
Shit I wouldn't be bustin no
Id have my strap, running up in door
Takin all dough and your gold and your cars
big snoop Dogg, Aint no mother fucking rap star
See ima gangsta(gangsta) and you a notch(you a notch)
And you a sucka(bitch ass nigga), and I
Im draped in my army
on green trees
In the navigator, and keep the heat for playa hatas

x2]

[Silkk the
Now look at murda, murda,
And this kill, kill,
This shits
Stay and capped, to get pealed
And always told me
If you aint down to with god
to die with god
You no mother fucking soldier
No limit on my back and my stomach
'cause ima mother fucking
Uhhh, me love
'cause when I make music with thugs, I make
Well im coming out
I was out large
Seen guy named van
I bring the
everybody coming out stars
See now me, C, and in da coupe
In da thinking about loop
I told
Rap shit bad, I blast'em, So I ask'em, I shoot
Just a young nigga raising hell and makin mail
If you a
I told you I was making this on bail (that's cool)
Back up nigga, cant flame shit like drugs
And see ima nigga, im hang like a nigga
Bang that like it was crips and bloods
Now deal nigga
Strapped up in my
Cant hold me
Don't trip my nigga Snoop
If you a now
Do what ya think
For this tank
I quick and work
And I got No Limit on my fucking forehead
That's why I do so dirt